I felt it burn all the way down my throat and into my stomach. I felt like I was dying.

Shocking, sad, revealing, and deeply researched, this true account of the life and crimes of serial killer Aileen Wuornos will fascinate true-crime fans.

In the mind of the public, she seemed endowed with an almost supernatural power to commit heinous acts, no matter the time or place.

Jenny slowly awoke on the sacrificial altar to an Ethereal Light that flamed through the east wall, a radiant aura of love dispersing the frightful scene. A glow pulsating from Angeletta’s body still burning in...

If Alice had a post-engagement policy, it was to pass.

It was great. No one else had one but me.” Gerald Blanchard on what it was like to possess the Koechert Diamond Pearl.

The nights were advantageous, too. After they kissed their families goodnight, it was expected that they would share a bed, their bodies close, their movements obscured under the covers.

Why read fiction when real life can be just as interesting?

Unless today is well lived, tomorrow is not important.

An unhappy woman with access to weed killer had to be watched carefully.

A quick butchers shows up Old Bill three-handed, also a particularly nasty female grass–-and if looks were acid baths the two she collects from us would reduce her to gristle quicker than Mrs. Durand-Deacon.

I’ve seen so much and lived it all. I wanted to bite the earth and taste it. It is both bitter and sweet, and if I had my time to live over again, I wouldn’t change...

It’s not easy to find old-school journalism in true crime … yet with Lethal Intent, author Sue Russell proves how integrity, tenacity, brutal truth and honest reporting become essential components to what is a riveting—if...

Had a big trial. It was like an Errol Flynn movie.